“Fine, I’m on it.” Jo stood, trying not to look so eager. She got the distinct impression that she wasn’t supposed to want to do this. “Where should I start? The police HQ in Boston? Or case Rockport in general?”
Samson had already taken to pacing around the table, his fingers making intricate designs with a looped piece of string. “The police seem to be closing in on a few of his plausible locations. Even if the most recent murder was in Boston proper, I’d go with Rockport.”
Eslar got to his feet as well. “I second Samson’s suggestion.” A faint blush seemed to dust the other man’s cheeks. “Time may not be on our side; the authorities seem to be moving quickly.” Eslar pulled out his watch, which prompted all of them to do the same. “We only received ten hours each for this wish, and two weeks total.”
“Ten hours?” Wayne balked. “Hardly any time.”
And who chose that amount?Jo bit back the question. Even if she wouldn’t voice them aloud, she would keep thinking them, letting them eat away at her until she could feed them answers.
“All right. I’m going out to collect some information.” Jo’s legs were already leading her towards the Door with a keycode shimmering to form at the back of her head. “I’ll come back and regroup with what I find.”
“Hold up there, dollface.” Wayne’s voice cut into her thoughts, and she had to will herself not to feel annoyed by the interruption. By the time her focus had returned to the room, Wayne was standing beside her, a coat she hadn’t noticed before in hand. “I’m coming with you.”
Jo could only blink, a debate why he shouldn’t at the ready—
—but why? Pride? Where had her pride gottenanyof them before? The need to be alone? Yeah, likethatwas a good idea right now. Their earlier tiff? Perhaps leaving the Society and clearing the air with some fresh air would be the best for that, too.
So instead of shooing him away, Jo just nodded in acquiescence and said, “Okay, let’s get this over with.”
BTCOS NOTES 1
Search Query 1: WISH GRANTER SOCIETY CIRCLE MAGIC
Found original site that brought me here. (Not the sort of nostalgia I’m looking for) No new info.
Found onCreepyPen.
Story ignored in past life (maybe seen but forgot?). Ritual/folklore presented as fiction.
“For this ritual you need two pieces of string. To start off, picture the desire clearly in your mind and wrap one string in a circle around your feet. Place the other string on the floor in front of you in another circle. This will make a portal for the god of death to enter.
Don’t rush, it could take time, at some point he’ll come for you and then the God will begin the wishing game.”
God of death=Wish Granter?
Oldest record from 1800s. Rumor: transcribed from someone’s grandmother’s spell book? True origin unknown.
“When you have visualized your wish for 5-10 minutes. Stare into the flame and say the following incantation:
By candle’s magic burn
The wishing hour does turn
With spell’s words chanted
A wishers wants are granted
By power of the Goddess’s might
All wants come to pass this night”
Another mention of goddess
Wishing hour? Relevant? Is time important?
Consensus = no one knows where the rumors of the Wish Granter/circles came from
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